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angrythingstarlight · 2 years
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To be Mafia!Bucky’s spoiled housewife *sigh*
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Bucky dedicates his entire life to making you happy. He gives you everything you want and more. Shopping sprees, impromptu vacations because he said you'd look even prettier sitting on a beach, custom jewelry (including some pieces designed by him). You can't get used to the way he spoils you because every single time you think he's gone above and beyond, he finds a way to outdo himself.
And the baby... his little bumblebee is the sweetest, most spoiled little girl. You've given up trying to stop him from buying her luxury gifts because you know he can't help himself especially not after the day he rented out an entire amusement park because his bumblebee doesn't wait in lines.
And there's nothing he wouldn't do for his two favorite girls. You deserve the world and he's going to give it to you.
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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year
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Another photo set day but with a mafia/forced or faux relationships twist (come hell or Highwater, Lloyd & Pumpkin, Once Bitten Twice Shy, EFY)
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ddejavvu · 1 year
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maybe mafia!marauders who trick bimbo!reader into stripping every time during strip poker even when they lose
today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)
this post is 18+, minors dni.
You're too preoccupied with reapplying your lip gloss between rounds that you don't notice Remus stuffing cards into his sleeve. James is hand-feeding you chex mix, hovering his hand over your mouth and dropping pretzels and peanuts and crackers into your mouth as messily as possible, so that your lips pucker around his fingers and your tongue lavs over his skin to get the cheese dust off. In doing so, all of your gloss is shiny on his skin, and you have to layer on a new coat.
"Alright, sweetheart," Sirius checks to be sure Remus has the cards he needs, "How are you feeling this round?"
You peer at your cards, and a frown slips over your features. You've never been good at poker faces.
"Um," You deliberate, glancing up at the pot, 'I'll... raise."
"Two layers?" Sirius raises an eyebrow, "You sure, angel?"
"Mhm," You nod, confident that you've thrown them off for now, "Two layers."
When you reveal your cards, Remus wins. You swear he's magic or something, he always seems to have perfect hands. Your shoulders slump as you reach for your jacket's zipper, "Do I have to? It'll be cold."
"You raised," James chides, watching with rapt attention as you peel away your jacket and begin unbuttoning your shirt, "Don't start something you can't finish, love."
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saevus-brutalis · 11 months
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𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐨 𝐏𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐞
ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘɪɴ, ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ, ᴜꜱᴇ ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ.
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sharkxzone · 1 year
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Monday's am I right? 😔
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As u see our boi fell couldn't take a cab, he couldn't fit in or limousine, that wasn't wide enough for our guy so he had to take the subway ✋💀
Instructed by the mob.
honestly he hates it but love the views when he went by. I mean who doesn't (P.S I've never been in a subway but by the likes of my grandma she doesn't like it on mondays)
Enjoy the sketches y'all <3
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manonamora-if-reviews · 7 months
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GONCHAROV - THE MAFIA HIGHSCHOOL DATING SIMULATOR by Monday
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Play the game See other reviews of the game See other games by Monday or follow @mondaysandwich
============= Synopsis
A very, very short highschool dating simulator snippet based on the Tumblr meme Goncharov (1973).
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G - TMHDS is a Twine (SugarCube) piece, submitted to the Goncharov Game Jam.
Status: Completed Genre: Dating-Sim, Unreality, Mafia, Goncharov
CW: Drug and alcohol use, References to gang violence and organised crime, Unreality, Mild internalised homophobia
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First Played: Dec-2022 Last Played: 31-Aug-2023 Playtime: around 15min Rating: 3 /5 Thoughts: Parody on parody, in an alternate universe
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I think this line summarises the game best: Your name is Goncharov. You are fifteen years old, and today is your first day of mafia school. G-TMHDS is a very short datim-sim game, dabbling with the Goncharov "lore". Dipped in humour and sarcasm, the game gives the player a short introduction of the main players of the "movie" and their relationship to one another... if this was a Highschool AU.
Spoilers ahead (not so many, but this is a template). It is recommended to play the game first. The review is based on my understanding/reading of the story.
Due to its short length, the game feels more of an introduction to a larger dating-sim, rather than a fully rounded story. You wake up, get ready for school, meet up with a friend (Joe), and try to talk to your crush (Katya) and be jealous of her friend (Sofia), before the game ends with a hint of a dark attraction (Andrej). There are a few choices throughout the story, each giving some humourous variation (try ditching school).
From the start, it is clear the game is not to be taken seriously. It will treat your not-so-smart question with disdain, and your doubt with deprecation - an attitude many would have towards teenagers or very naive individuals. The narrator is not afraid to call you out for stupid decisions (or as-stupid thoughts about doing something). "Teresa Maria, Goncharov, don’t be such a square." had me wheezing.
Honestly, I still haven't decided whether this was meant as a parody of the meme or of the highschool dating-sim genre. It makes fun of both mafia tropes and of those dating-sim (as much as it can with the limited passages), juggling between the two without missing a beat. While reading through it, it reminded me of that KFC dating sim game from a few years back - I Love You, Colonel Sanders! - it is of the same tone: frivolous, humourous, and plain stupid (the hahaha this is so dumb kind). It just hits all the right notes.
I think this game might work even better in a VN form...
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littlelioncub43 · 2 years
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Business Before Pleasure
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Summary: A newcomer wants to meet with you to talk business. Lloyd Hansen is a well known name in the arms and narcotics circles, and he has his sights set on your slice of territory. Lucky for him, you’re a gracious business partner. 
Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Mafia boss!Female Reader, mentions of Robert Pronge “Mr. Freezy” x Reader
Word count: 985
Warnings: Lloyd Hansen (he is a warning because he’s a dark, mean man [I love him for it]), suggestive themes, implied smut, swearing, misogynistic thoughts, mob related activities, drug mention, this is literally just plot NO porn (yet), my bad writing. 
A/N: I literally had the hardest time writing this. I still need to learn the character and get better acquainted with him, his behavior, speech pattern, etc. But! I felt like Lloyd needed a proper introduction to the Murderer Monday rotation. This is in the same AU as Dark!Mafia Boss!Reader x Robert Pronge, so there could be some crossovers coming in the future. Let me know what you think! I dedicate this fic to @sparkledfirecracker​. Thank you for your help with this, Lilo💖
Kisses💋
—K
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The ticking of the vintage clock on the mantle echoed mockingly, the crackling of the fire added another layer of agitating noise. Lloyd’s grip of the crystal tumbler in his large right palm tightened as he watched the hand of the clock strike 11:45. You were late. If there was anything that Lloyd valued more than money, it was his time; and apparently you thought you could waste it. He’s never met you before, and so far, you weren’t making a good first impression. He hated doing business with women. They were far too emotional, complicated, and whiny for this line of work. But if he wanted to work on your turf, he was going to have to play nice.
To a degree.
Just as he tossed back the rest of the brown liquid in his glass, the wooden doors to your office opened. He didn’t bother turning to look at who was entering the room, thinking it was that butler with the stick up his ass asking if he wanted another scotch. If he was going to be anywhere near cordial, he was going to need another drink. 
“Get me another one,” he shook the ice in his empty glass impatiently before setting on the coaster harshly. 
“Now, is that anyway to speak to your host?” Your smooth voice cooed behind his leather arm chair. Lloyd’s head snapped around, all words die on his tongue as he drinks you in. The professional yet seductive curve of your work clothes had Lloyd’s belly burning with desire, but he quickly stamps it out. You walked towards your desk, setting your cellphone down before crossing the room. Your pencil skirt was tight around your legs, but you let your hips sway a little more than normal. Making your way towards him, you put a hand up when he begins to rise from his seat. “No, no, allow me.”
The casual dismissal of him has Lloyd’s jaw ticking with annoyance. You take his glass and walk to the bar cart to refresh it, pouring your own glass. If it were humanly possible, you would have a hole in the back of your head from how hard Lloyd was staring at you. Smirking to yourself, you return with his refill and hand it to him, taking the free seat in the arm chair next to his. 
“Forgive me for being late, a few loose ends didn’t want to be tied.” Settling in, you sigh and take in the man in front of you. You knew his type: power-hungry, aggressive, ruthless, misogynistic, but very efficient. He reminds you of your little pet, Freezy. It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t one of the most handsome men you’ve seen, but business before pleasure. 
“So,” you said after a moment, “you must be Lloyd,” you didn’t allow him time to answer as you continue on. “I heard that you wanted to talk about possible business ventures. What did you have in mind?” 
“I want to set up a supply line from Miami up into New York and Chicago,” Lloyd states clearly and takes sip of the scotch, “I could have arms distributors in some of your clubs by the end of the week, and dealers by the end of this meeting. I have everything set, just waiting for the go-ahead.” Lloyd straightens out in his chair, adjusting himself into a more nonchalant position. The smirk that you assume was meant to be confident shines in the fire with a smug glint. You could feel the arrogance rolling off of him in waves. “I know you’ve heard of me, and you know what kind of business I run, so I don’t think you’ll have any objections.”
“I don’t,” you agree and sip your own drink, letting him revel in the small victory for a few moments longer. Lloyd grins, relaxing even more now that he has you where he wants you. Women are just so easy. 
“Now for the price, I think 20% per club should cover everythi—“
“40.” You interrupt calmly.
“What was that?” His eyebrows lifted high on his forehead, his head tilting to the side to angle his ear towards you. 
“It’s 40% per club,” you repeat. You barely fight off a pleased smile when you watch his face contort in a twisted smile. A throaty chuckle forces its way out of him, it’s malicious but amusing nonetheless. 
“I’m sorry—40 fucking percent? Are you fucking shitting me?!” He barks with an unamused laugh, his firm grip on the tumbler returning once more. You say nothing, merely watching as he winds himself up and lets himself go. Another dark laugh rumbles in his chest, his clenched fist coming to rest on his chin. “Oh, I should have known you’d be a greedy bitch.”
“Lloyd,” you set your glass down and stand up. Making your way over to his chair, you lean over him slightly, your hands on the arm rests. Lloyd’s scowl deepens and this time you can’t help but smile. He hated that you thought this was amusing, although he loved that he could finally get a good look at you up close.
“I know you’ve heard of me, and you know what kind of business I run. 40% per club is the flat rate for newcomers. Unless…” you trail off. You tilt your head to the side when you catch sight of his pinky ring, “we negotiate other methods of payment.”
Lloyd feels the burn of desire in his belly again, this time he doesn’t bother trying to ignore it. “Oh? Like what, Sunshine?” He purrs as he sits up straighter, leaning into you so your faces were only inches away. You hold his darkened gaze for a moment longer before you both share a sickening grin. 
“I’m sure we can think of something.”
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alex6186 · 8 months
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My MCM aka Movie Crush Monday based on a story and Mafia film classic starring Al Pacino and Johnny Depp in Donnie Brasco
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Gangster Lefty Ruggiero takes a streetwise punk under his wing, unaware that his protégé is really an FBI agent out to bust the New York mob.
#MCM #MovieCrushMonday #AJBMCM #DonnieBrasco #AlPacino #JohnnyDepp #MichaelMadsen #BrunoKirby #JamesRusso #AnneHeche #ZeljkoIvanek #RobertMiano #BrianTarantina #GretchenMol #PaulGiamatti #GerryBecker #MafiaMovies #GreatFilm
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luimagines · 9 months
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(( Mafia imagine: warmth ))
Time have his child sleeping on his chest their head lay on his chest to were his heart is and his arms wrap around the child body gently rub circle on the child's back, twilight sleep already since he couldn't leave well cause of blind small sleep whimpering so he stay and wolf asleep next to time. Time close his eye to catch on some sleep too and he meant to fake sleep but felt so comfortable that he fell to actually sleep.
time open his eyes to see he back were he used to live and see a young version of himself and next to himself there's a women and older time realizing that this women is his old love and time knows deep down that she's blind mother but the older time frown to remember that this day is when he came a mafia boss and feel pain again to rewatch his young self have to sadly leave his love and time see she sad but she understands time see his young self turn to leave but time see the women place her hand on her belly and watch young time leaving as the older time realizing that this was the day she was pregnant.
Time open his eye to see he's back in the present and he look down to see that the child gone and sit up only to see sky open the door.
Time: weres my child?
Sky: their downstairs helping wild and twilight on breakfast.
Time nod and get off the bed and walk out to try clam himself from his dream yet do his morning routine but time peek over the railing to see the child walking with wolfie to clearly know their going to wake the rest up as time sign.
Time: so....it was that day....why she didn't say anything?....
Time say quietly to himself as he continues to watch his child walk to the first door being four ans the colors section to going to wake them up.
For the rest of the day, Time couldn't seem to get the memory out of his head. He clearly remembered it as if it was yesterday.
His old love told him that she wasn't feeling well. He had assumed that she caught a stomach bug and that would be the end of it. In hindsight, it's a jerk move to leave when someone is ill but she still seemed fine, if uncomfortable. He didn't think anything of it.
But now that the memory has resurfaced, and he knows better now- the signs couldn't have been more obvious.
He shouldn't have left.
He can't raise a child in these conditions.
They don't deserve this kind of life. He can't give them the world. And at best, their chances of being orphaned haven't exactly changed now that he's found them.
Time sighs and heads into his bathroom, splashing as much cold water onto his face as he can.
What a haunting image that dream became.
And to think his child looks so much like her. It's undeniable now. Even as the guilt eats him alive, he will not abandon them a second time.
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msnlupin · 4 months
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CYBER MONDAY OUT NOW
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majimemegoro · 1 year
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kadokura talks about The Lord pretty frequently but how funny would it be if he was Actually catholic
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angrythingstarlight · 2 years
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AN ICON
didn’t know which mafioso should wish you happy bday so I gave you two 🤑
Cheers to getting spoiled beyond compare
You spoil me so much😭😭😭
Thank you🥺🥺🥺
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imaginedreamwrite · 2 years
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The cheap paper plastered on the wall was emboldened by thick block letters and your face smacked in the middle with derogatory messages to make you feel even more distraught about your position.
JUST A SET OF FRAT-HOLES TO BE STUFFED, the bold title came along with a price, the twisted number bringing a fresh wave of tears to your eyes and clouded your vision DON’T PAY HER, THIS WHORE WILL PAY YOU TO FUCK HER!
You reached for the paper, your fingers tugging at the paper but it was a solid, firm arm beside you that ripped it clean.
“You think this is funny?” His sneer and dark tone was centred on someone to your left while you only saw blurry shapes through your tears. “Is this your idea of a joke?”
“Come on, Barnes. Can’t tell me she isn’t getting passed around like a flashlight. Though I don’t know why-“ the alpha to your left was slammed against the wall, and through your action of wiping tears that fell, you had seen Colin holding him against the wall, a hand around his throat while he leaned in, striking fear into the other alpha.
“Take them down. Take them all down.”
“Why should I? You little fuckers think you can run the entire frat? You think you’re so fucking smart and capable. You take them down.”
“Take them down.” Colin pulled the alpha forward to slam him back against the wall. “Now!”
“They’re not the only ones I put up.” He grins and looks at Bucky, their eyes meeting. “The whole campus has some. They all know what a slut-“
“Shut the hell up.” The solid, powerful strike made contact with his jaw, the sickening crunch stirring your ire as yet another of your proposed alphas had come to your defence.
“Come on, let’s get out of here.” Bucky steered you into his chest, his arm around your waist as the other two of your alphas began dragging their frat brother off. “They’re going to be a while.”
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ddejavvu · 2 years
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mafia!poly!marauders x reader?
here and here :)
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cchaoticc · 2 years
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finally watching the finale big and chan are kissing in the afterlife
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looking-with-you · 1 year
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